The other day during my walking workout; I had an encounter with nature. This experience inspired me to write the following poem “Who Is Buzzing Around Your Dreams?”.

Truth be told, I had thought I saw an eagle soaring in the sky above me, when actually it was a Turkey Buzzard / Turkey Vulture. I discovered its true identity during my return lap and under closer inspection… I looked down and saw a family of them and a Black Vulture resting underneath a tree.

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Who Is Buzzing Around Your Dreams

Be careful of the company that you keep when you are birthing dreams. Make sure you are soaring with the eagles rather than circling with buzzards.

Buzzards… are dream killers, naysayers, the down low haters and Inter-Me…

Your Own Thoughts vs Those of the KING.

Buzzards… who are they?

They are those that used to have hope, but rather let Slothfulness win vs Diligence.

Buzzards… who are they?

They are the crabs in the bucket trying to pull you down with them in their misery.

FEAR now resides in their hearts where BELIEF used to be.

These buzzards circulate among eagles in the skies flying low enough to smell the scent of defeat.

From a distance, their vast wingspan and coloring can deceive you into believing they are eagles…

Yet, as soon as you swoon, they will swoop in and feed on what could’ve been…

And your dreams will look as if they had been just memories.

So … be careful of the company you keep when you are birthing dreams.

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